A month later, the turmoil caused by the death of the prince of the Dalong Dynasty finally calmed down in the court of Yanlong Kingdom, and the illness of the four princes gradually improved, but the doctors said that the illness of the four princes needed to be recuperated, so the Yanlong monarch decided to send the four princes to Baoxiang Temple to recuperate, because Baoxiang Temple is a royal temple that does not open the mountain gate, the environment is quiet and quiet, suitable for recuperation, and Baoxiang Temple and the three princes also took care of it, so a month later, the Yanlong Wangfu also sent the four princes to Baoxiang Temple.

In this month, Yueming was summoned to come back from Baoxiang Temple to visit the four princes, and then before seeing the four princes, he first met Chang Ruojin, the monarch of Yanlong Kingdom, and then Shi Shiran came to the dormitory of the Queen Mother Qingshan, first gave a gift to the Queen Mother Qingshan and then narrated, telling the Empress Dowager that the grandmother of the Empress Dowager was ordered by her father to visit the four princes, and the Queen Mother of Qingshan agreed to Yueming's visit to the four princes.

At this moment, Feng Zhao was meditating in a side hall of Yanshou Palace, and suddenly heard the palace maid report that His Royal Highness the Third Prince had come back from Baoxiang Temple to visit him, and immediately flew over to the bed, and only after he closed his eyes did he say to the palace maid: "Please come in." ”

He knew that his identity as the fourth prince could not deceive Yueming no matter what, after all, he had been with him in Baoxiang Temple for two years, and he also believed that his uncle Wang Chang Ruojin would definitely think of this, so he would definitely tell Yueming the truth of the matter.

After a while, he heard Yueming's footsteps walking towards the bed without hurrying or slowing, lying on the bed and pretending to sleep so that the wind couldn't help but snort coldly in his heart, he didn't have to guess what Yueming's expression was at this time: a face of clear soup and little water, a calm and indifferent face.

That person didn't seem to be able to cause anything to change his facial expression, and he sometimes wondered if the flesh on his face was warm, and whether he would laugh or cry when he was young.

"Brother Siwang, you are lying quite comfortably. He asked lightly when he heard the moon and the wind clear.

His eyes narrowed through a slit, and through the gap, he really saw a handsome face without any expression, and he sighed in the bed: "You don't come to see me, I'm still in the mood to recuperate, but when you come, I'm sicker even more severely." But I thought in my heart that this kid really knew the truth.

Yueming looked at his squinted eyes and didn't speak, just stood up and looked in the dormitory, and after looking at it, he said slowly: "I caught a deer on the mountain yesterday and brought it back to the palace for the imperial chef to stew soup for you." ”

"Don't stew," Feng Zhao suddenly sat up from the bed and looked at Yueming and said.

Yue Ming, who was facing away from him, tilted his head slightly, and smiled a little teasing at the corner of his mouth: "Sick?"

Fengzhao suddenly lay on the couch again, patted his head in annoyance, and blamed himself for hearing the fawn and thinking about bringing it back to Yaoling, but he fell for this kid.

He closed his eyes angrily and ignored Yueming, but Yueming slowly walked to Fengzhao with an indifferent face, looked at him carefully, lowered his head and asked softly in front of Fengzhao's ears for a while: "Who do you want to give the fawn to?"

Suddenly, Fengzhao opened a pair of bright and shining handsome eyes, stared at Yueming, and Yueming stared at him without showing weakness, and after staring at each other for a moment, suddenly both of them laughed.

Fengzhao is cold and arrogant, and Yueming is cold, but the two of them have been facing each other in Baoxiang Temple for two years, and Fengzhao also admits in his heart that Yueming is his relative in terms of bloodline, and whenever he sees Princess Fengxi, who loves him, he can think that his mother will definitely love Yueming very much if she is here.

Looking at the smiling wind, Yueming said softly: "You are now my prince's brother." With that, the bright eyes became a little darker than the age.

Feng Zhao restrained his smile and looked at Yueming, at this moment Yueming's face did not have the indifference of the past, there was a trace of gentleness in his deep eyes, staring for a moment He said softly in a voice that only Fengzhao could hear: "I'll help you." ”

Feng Zhao's heart moved slightly, he knew what Yue Ming meant, Yue Ming is the eldest son of the monarch of Yanlong Kingdom, and he is destined to be the heir of the monarch of Yanlong Kingdom, so if he says to help Feng Zhao, it is a promise, that is to say, he knows Feng Zhao's mind, Feng Zhao couldn't help but sigh in his heart: This kid has become a sperm.

Fengzhao went back to Baoxiang Temple to visit Princess Fengxi, Princess Fengxi looked a little better than a month ago, seeing Fengzhao's eyes were slightly red, and told Fengzhao not to forget that her current identity is the fourth prince of Yanlong Kingdom, and she must not show her feet in front of outsiders. And instructed not to return to Yanlong Mansion within this year to avoid being seen by the concubines and ministers who have a heart, after all, those ministers and concubines are familiar with the four princes. After a year, when his appearance changed, he became unfamiliar.

After arriving at Baoxiang Temple, Yueming was waiting for him, and when he saw him, he gave him a book of internal strength and heart to tell him that Zen Master Huiying was not there, and left this book, so that he could carefully follow the practice, and Fengzhao picked it up but it was much more difficult than the previous two, thinking that the Zen master was not there, he could only rely on himself to ponder carefully. I thought that since the Zen master was not there, he should go back to Qilin Mountain to see, but he didn't expect Yueming to hear that he was going back to Qilin Mountain, and he also wanted to go together, thinking that he and Yueming were already nominal brothers, and Qilin Mountain was originally the Yanlong Palace, so Fengzhao did not refuse, and made an appointment to return to Qilin Mountain together tomorrow.

The next day, the two set off together, less than two hours to the Qilin Valley, at this time it is autumn, the scenery in the valley is like a thick ink splash painting is added to the beauty of the atmosphere, the moon is the first time to come to the Qilin Valley, standing at the mouth of the valley can not help but marvel at the beauty of the valley, at the same time he has seen that the valley is full of organs, easy to defend and difficult to attack, and he can't help but secretly marvel at the far-sightedness of the ancestors of Yanlong.

As soon as the two of them stood in the valley, the guards of Liancang walked out of the mountains and rocks on both sides of the valley, and a group of more than a dozen people galloped on horseback, and the guards on the horses were all burly and heroic, wearing uniform black armor shining in the sun, the entire queue was arranged in an orderly and strict silence, and Yueming couldn't help but admire in his heart.

Seeing that the wind in Liancang was still just asking if the valley was okay, he immediately hit his horse and rushed to the valley, and the moonlight immediately followed, and the south in autumn was still beautiful, the flowers were still bright, and the grass was open and flat. Feng Zhao looked at Yueming on the horse and suddenly became interested in horse racing: "Hey, do you dare to be better than anyone's equestrian skills?"

Yueming didn't look at Fengzhao, but said, "Okay, I haven't ridden so openly?" After speaking, the pure white BMW under the crotch of the horsewhip rushed past Fengzhao.

When the wind saw it, he immediately raised his whip, and the brown horse under his crotch also spread out all four hooves and galloped wildly, and at this time it was the hour, and the people in the valley came out to work, and saw two young men riding two horses, one white and one brown, galloping on the grass from a distance. The young man riding on the white horse was dressed in a white brocade robe, his sword eyebrows were in the sideburns, like the bright moon in the long night, the moon was clear and quiet, and his clothes fluttered in the gallop, and he was indescribably elegant and handsome. The young man riding on the brown horse, wearing a brocade robe with dark green and dark gold edges, his eyebrows and handsome eyes are dazzling like the sun in July, and the wide robe in the gallop is flying up and down on the horse, with a supreme domineering spirit, the sky is high and the clouds are light, and the mountains and rivers are beautiful.

The wind and the moon have never been so refreshing and dripping, let the horses run wildly, a moment the moon is in front, a moment the wind is in front, and the two of them go hand in hand, and the trees, flowers, pavilions and pavilions around them pass by like the wind.

Suddenly, Fengzhao heard the shout of "wind" behind him, he hurriedly strangled it, the horse that was galloping was suddenly forcibly strangled, and he couldn't stop the horse's hooves for a while, and his front legs immediately took off and raised his head and neighed, Yueming saw Fengzhao strangled the horse, and he didn't know what the situation was, and immediately restrained the horse, and the horse also neighed with his front legs.

When the wind shone in the air, he looked back behind him, and saw Yaoling, dressed in a small red dress, standing on the grass a mile away, smiling innocently at him.

As soon as the corners of his mouth were raised, the wind shone on the horse, and he ran towards Yaoling.

It turned out that Yaoling was playing with Lancao on the grass after eating, and saw two horsemen running from a distance, and suddenly the horse galloped past them, and for a moment Yaoling saw the wind on the horse, and she only shouted the word "wind" when she was in a hurry.

Came to Yaoling and jumped off the horse, looking at the little girl, the little girl looked more cute, under the two curved eyebrows is a curtain of curled eyelashes, like a curtain of eyelashes hidden under a pair of black jewel-like eyes, seeing the wind light off the horse, Yao Ling pounced on it with her fleshy hand to grab the robe of the wind light, and even jumped and smiled very intimately.

Feng Zhao's eyes had a thick smile and doting, he picked up Yaoling and turned over on the horse, turned his head and walked towards Yueming.

Yueming stood on the horse and watched from a distance, and saw the three or four-year-old girl on the grass jumping and laughing at the wind, and there was a handmaid standing next to her, and the corners of Yueming's mouth also pulled out a smile, and finally saw Fengzhao pick up the little girl and get on the horse and come towards him, he recovered his unfazed appearance again, waiting for the wind to come.

Feng Zhao sat on the horse with Yao Ling in his arms and came to Yue Ming leisurely, squinted at Yue Ming and continued to walk forward, and the little Yao Ling in his arms stared at Yue Ming without blinking, and when Feng Zhao and Yue Ming were about to pass by, the little girl suddenly poked her head out of Feng Zhao's arms and said to Yue Ming: "You look so good." "Regardless of Yueming's usual expressionless face and the usual calm wind, at this moment he is as blushing as the red sun in the west.